SKIN

Listen,
Let the touch of these hands
Speak to your skin

Let rapture pour
From these fingers
Into your pores

With this tongue
Your curves and stuffs
Will compose a mind-blowing song

Feel ridges
Of goose bumps
Rise in the wake of these kisses

Hear the hair
On the back of your neck
Stir

As feathery touches
Put you to bed
In zephyr-like swooshes